"You don't have to comfort me; I cannot compare against that young girl." The Empress put down her hand before bringing over the cup of tea. Within her eyes, one could see the glory that she used to enjoy. However, right there and then, all that was left was a little shock and regret. She was shocked at her age and regretful of her youth.
She sat like this, not moving a muscle. She continued drinking the tea within her cup. Occasionally, some light would land on her face and her age showed not only on her face but in her eyes too.
"Cut!" Director Zheng shouted before giving Yan Huan a thumbs up.
Her expression was on point and there was the right feeling. She had the grandeur and even though she didn't lose her temper, that silent anger gave everyone around her pressure that anyone could easily feel.
